Chapter 109

MAYA'S POV Have never been this grateful for not being human. If I were, I'd be buried six feet under by now. The dagger has come so close—just a few inches from my heart. If I had been fragile like them, without my wolf’s help to heal me, that would've been the end of me. By now I'd be cold, lifeless, and forgotten. It's been two weeks since the incident, and I still find myself thinking back to that moment, the sharp edge slicing through me, the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, Lucian’s panicked voice somewhere in the background. I ask myself over and over: do I really love him that much? Enough to die in his place? And then, the question that haunts me even more—does he love me the same way? For days, that thought fed on my brains. Then Liam came with the news, and suddenly, It was as if the world had shifted in my favour. Lucian finally gave Elora the divorce papers. I don't think I’ve ever heard words sweeter than those. That was the day my body finally felt lighter, my chest